When we slow down long enough to look back on this

Will we breath out relief in a sigh

Will the unanswered question hold its hand out for us

To guide us down the last lonely mile

Will the aftershock ride in on a city bus

Will it all wait until it grows dark

Bringing to mind tomorrows yesterdays

Shining a light on who we are

Take what you can from this firm belief

That isolation has its own list

And if anything was lost in the making

We'll slow down long enough to look back on this